Mingheng was forced to descend to earth, and had to survive ten lifetimes of love tribulation before he could be reclassified as an immortal.
And Jie Ling is a lover of sadistic stories, and every small world she chooses is a sadistic story.
"Only through separation of yin and yang can we see through love, and through life and death can we fully realize it!"
Mingheng smiled coldly: "He and I live and die, it's like yin and yang."
Seeing the male protagonist being *fucked* off, Jie Ling shivered:
"Boss, what kind of Tao have you cultivated?"
Mingheng wiped off the blood on the sword:
"Didn't you know this before you came down? What I am cultivating is Wu, Qing, and Dao."
Ps: It's not a testimony of husband-killing, because the heroine will not be tempted from the beginning to the end, she just feels bored.
World 1: Xiao*ma's literary work* lost her* step* son and I became the emperor myself
World 2: The villain is as beautiful as a flower, but it's a pity that I'm blind
Purpose: A wise man never falls in love.